Sleep now love
we are the dreamers.
we are the lambs.
put us up high and cut our throats.
our blood will cover everything.
everything will be clean then.
darling,
i sleep beside you.
our bodies do not touch. ( i fear yr intimacy)
but there is a soft electricity that passes in-between our skin.
we are made of something else then.
dreams. nightmares. i shake in my sleep.
there are no sounds outside
and we are covered in fluorescent paint.
sometimes our decisions are made too late.
this emptiness in me is a hollow bowl.
i cannot fill it. no. not with anything. not even yr words.
xoxo xoxo
this gyrl.
we are the lambs.
put us up high and cut our throats.
our blood will cover everything.
everything will be clean then.
darling,
i sleep beside you.
our bodies do not touch. ( i fear yr intimacy)
but there is a soft electricity that passes in-between our skin.
we are made of something else then.
dreams. nightmares. i shake in my sleep.
there are no sounds outside
and we are covered in fluorescent paint.
sometimes our decisions are made too late.
this emptiness in me is a hollow bowl.
i cannot fill it. no. not with anything. not even yr words.
xoxo xoxo
this gyrl.